Starting solids

Starting solids

Somewhere around 5.5 months, our baby started lunging for the food on our plates. She’d watch us eat and start to salivate. Was she ready to try real food? We decided she was. My husband and I were both spoon-fed baby food from jars. He was a picky eater; my mother recalls a period when […]

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Ear-replaceable memories

Ear-replaceable memories

Last weekend my daughters experienced an important rite of passage: ear piercing. They were determined to get their ears pierced after watching the 1998 version of “The Parent Trap,” where Lindsay Lohan, playing a pair of twins, plunges a needle into her sister’s ear at summer camp. The girls wondered if they would scream like Lohan

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A baby with blue eyes and brown hair sitting up

In praise of sitting up

When it comes to baby milestones, everyone talks about crawling and walking. But our 6.5-month-old daughter has just unlocked a less championed, but still game-changing, new ability. She can sit up on her own. Our baby has never liked lying on her back. She’s prone to reflux, and in the early colicky weeks, digestion seemed

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Parenting award season

Parenting award season

Phew!  We’ve done it folks. Another Vermont summer is in the books. The weather is just a little bit cooler these days, and the trees are starting to get some kisses of color on their branches. Reminding me, not only of how lucky we are to be living here, but also how lucky we are

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Fresh squeezed fun

Fresh squeezed fun

If you ever begin to fear that random acts of kindness or joyful interactions with strangers have become a thing of the past, then I have a recommendation: Set up a lemonade stand. This simple and timeless ritual inspires the very best of humanity. We set up a stand on Sunday, in the gap we

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Mini Marlin memories

Mini Marlin memories

Fun fact: I set a Middlebury Town Pool record when I was 8 years old for the 25 yard breaststroke. Don’t be fooled… I was no swimming all-star. I was the chattering kid sitting in the middle of the pool (on a lane line) ignoring my coaches’ “encouragement” to “get in the water!” No thanks.

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